Douluo: The Son of Martial Soul, Deceiving All the Women

Chapter 111 I'm giving you a white flag, you better wave it for me in a bit!
Lingyuan Douluo was indeed curious at this moment. She really couldn't think of any way that Baiyu could enhance her strength and survival ability.

If there was anything else, as far as she knew, it was only Bai Yu's self-created soul skills and soul bones, but she already had those self-created soul skills.

It should be said that she wasn't the only one who had it, because any member of the Spirit Hall was qualified to exchange for one or two items, and elders could watch them at will.

However, only a few can successfully cultivate it, and even fewer can master it to perfection.

Take herself for example. You can't say she's completely clueless, but she's only a dabbler. She knows a little bit about everything, but not much! Her talent in this area is negligible!
As for soul bones, she knew that Baiyu had many soul bones because Baiyu would send some back from time to time over the years.

Although these elders were all very curious about where this Holy Son had so many soul bones, none of them dared to inquire.

You're already happy to have a soul bone to exchange for, why do you dare to ask about its origin? What kind of person are you? You've gone completely astray!
Therefore, she never dared to hope for that. The Spirit Hall was a powerful force, not a child's play, and it had its own rules.

As the future Pope and head of the Spirit Hall, the Holy Son must act with relative fairness, if not absolute impartiality, to gain the respect and acceptance of others.

If Baiyu says he'll give her a soul bone later, Ling Yuan not only can't accept it, but she also has to persuade him to stop. That's why she wants to find out!
Seeing the probing look in Ling Yuan's eyes, Bai Yu immediately understood what she was thinking, chuckled softly, and waved her hand, saying:

"It's not what you think. It's a soul tool. I'll give you some soul tools for self-defense under the guise of experimentation."

“Those advanced soul tools are no less useful than soul bones, and I’m giving them to you to test so that no one else will be envious.”

A realization flashed in Lingyuan Douluo's eyes. She had also studied soul tools and they were indeed very powerful, but unfortunately, her own talent as a soul master was not very good.

"So it's a soul tool, huh? Hehe, then I'm relieved. I heard that Light Feather Douluo's soul tool arrows can pierce through a small mountain in one shot!"

"It's a pity that my sister's talent isn't good enough. She gave up after a little research. I was thinking of asking someone to exchange some later."

"But since you said you could make me a soul tool, Little Fish, then I'll be waiting!"

Baiyu nodded and said with a smile:

"No problem, I will send you a set of soul tools within two years, Sister Lingyuan, don't worry."

The two then changed the subject and started chatting and laughing with Hu Liena and the other two.

After returning to Wuhun City, Lingyuan Douluo parted ways with Baiyu and the others, leaving only the four of them. They packed some food and wine from the hotel and went to the courtyard where Xieyue lived.

"Hey Baiyu, Elder Lingyuan, you've already agreed to make a soul tool for her, what about the three of us? Not to mention me and Xieyue, Nana should have one too, right?"

Yan put his arm around Bai Yu's shoulder, winked at him, and teased him.

Bai Yu's eyelids twitched slightly. He turned to look at Yan, that bastard, and thought to himself, "Is this bastard trying to sow discord? Is he playing war games with me?"

He then turned to look at Hu Liena and found that the little fox was staring straight at him, which made his scalp tingle.

Although he really wanted to beat Yanbao up, now was not the time, so Baiyu could only lick his lips and try to argue.

"Why would you need a soul tool? You're in the period of increasing soul power right now. A soul tool will only distract you. I'll give you a set of level nine soul tools when you reach the title level." "Besides, can't you apply to wear soul tools when you go out to train? It's not like it's anything special."

Yan curled his lip, scoffing at the soul tools that had been applied for.

"Don't even mention it. Those standard soul tools are just not convenient to use at all. Compared to the soul tools that soul masters make for themselves, they're not even in the same league!"

Baiyu rolled his eyes. This dog really had a lot of demands, but what he said made sense.

Compared to custom-made soul tools, standard soul tools do seem a bit clumsy, as they can only be activated with soul power and cannot be coordinated with martial souls.

For today's Soul Masters, fighting with Martial Souls is fundamental, and Soul Tools are only used as auxiliary tools. Therefore, the simple, standardized Soul Tools are not very popular.

"Alright, stop complaining. It would be a waste to tailor-make something for you now."

"Once your soul power increases, these things will be useless, and we'll have to make them all over again. I don't have that much time."

Yan chuckled. Actually, even without Bai Yu saying it, he had never thought about tailoring something to his specifications; it was simply impossible.

He brought this up just to tease Baiyu; he was just too jealous of that bastard!
Not only is he strong and talented, but he can also make soul tools. Most importantly, he is also very popular with women!
Xie Yue had already set out the food and wine. Looking up, he saw the three of them still chatting and immediately said in an annoyed tone:
"What are you doing? You don't help with the work, and now that it's done, you're not coming over. What, are you expecting me to feed you?"

Upon hearing Xie Yue's words, Bai Yu and Yan both smiled sheepishly. They had been so busy chatting that they had forgotten Xie Yue was still busy helping them.

"No need for that. Let's do it ourselves. Come on, let me see if your alcohol tolerance has improved over the years, Yan!"

As soon as Bai Yu finished speaking, Yan immediately raised his eyebrows and shouted.

"Are you kidding me? Nobody's using their soul power to sober up today. Let's just drink as much as we want and see who's lying under the table first!"

"To borrow your words, Baiyu, fortunes change every thirty years. You laughed at me back then, but today I must prove myself!"

Seeing that Yan seemed to want to jump onto the table, Xie Yue and Bai Yu exchanged a glance and burst out laughing.

"Haha, alright, then let's see what you've got. Hopefully, your capacity is as strong as your mouth."

"Yan, as the saying goes, a wise man submits to circumstances. I'll prepare a white flag for you later. If you can't drink anymore, just wave the flag and we'll let you off the hook!"

Seeing Bai Yu and the other person teasing him, Yan's face flushed red, and he said fiercely:
"Alright, you want to wave the flag, huh? Get the flag ready, and let's see who among the three of us will wave it!"

Hu Liena shook her head as she watched. These three are all grown up, how can they still be so childish?

What's the point of arguing about this? It's just drinking, not a war. There's no need to fight to the death. What good will winning the drinking contest do?
All we can say is that Bai Yu and the other two didn't know what Hu Liena was thinking, otherwise they would definitely have retorted, "Is this a matter of winning or losing?"
On a small scale, it's a matter of face; on a larger scale, a single drinking session can reveal who's the father and who's the son!
The three of them then started playing a game on the table, while Hu Liena sat next to Bai Yu, glancing at him every now and then, thinking to herself, "He's so handsome even when he's drinking!"

(End of this chapter)